This is like a beggar who is usually not looked down upon by others in the secular world, suddenly taking out the emperor's Shangfang sword.
"This sword is not something you can own. It is a supreme magic weapon from ancient times. Only people with great luck can master it. I will give you a chance to present this sword to you quickly, and let this matter be over.
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Among the lotus flowers, the teachings of the Taihua Sutra came out.
Lu Yu couldn't help but laugh. Taihua Jing didn't know at all that Lu Yu was the only descendant of the ancient heaven.
The Tai'a sword fell into his hands, and it was destiny. However, Taihua Jing was very stubborn and forced Lu Yu to hand over the Tai'a sword.
"Break it for me!"
Lu Yu shouted loudly, and the awe-inspiring imperial power came from the Tai'a sword energy!
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the aura of the Emperor of Heaven finally appears again in this heaven.
The vast imperial power swept out, as if it could break all the laws of the universe.
Although the scriptures evolved from the Taihua Sutra are extremely mysterious, they still have their own limits after all, and they cannot block the power of this sword!
There are constant purple scriptures, and as the sword energy is emitted, they gradually break one after another.
The emitted purple energy is scattered in all directions, like broken beads that cannot be completely repaired.
The remaining sword energy spread to Lu Jiuxiao's body, and Lu Jiuxiao's soul instantly let out a scream.
The body is like a boat, and the soul is like life.
In the world, if there is no boat outside, the soul will be baptized by the surrounding rough waves, become fragile, and easily die.
Therefore, except for some monks with extremely powerful soul power, almost few people will take the initiative to find out their souls, because they are likely to be injured.
This is what Lu Jiuxiao's soul is like.
Although he is the Realm Master, what he faces is the majestic Tai Ah Sword Qi!
This sword, let alone the Realm Master, even the powerful Tao Lord has to give in a bit when faced with this sword.
"Zi la! Zhi la!"
A wisp of green smoke gradually rose from Lu Jiuxiao's soul.
"Hurry up and save me!" Lu Jiuxiao shouted quickly, with a look of panic on his face.
Although he was extremely arrogant, this time, he truly felt that his life was threatened.
When Taihua Jing saw that Lu Jiuxiao was in danger, he didn't care about entangled with Lu Yu, and immediately turned into a purple light, completely surrounding Lu Jiuxiao.
Purple energy comes from the east, and a saint is born.
The purple energy evolved from the Taihua Sutra is sacred, peaceful, and full of holiness. After all, it is the existence of a weapon spirit, invisible and formless, and it is difficult to be truly harmed by sword energy.
With the protection of Taihua Sutra, Lu Jiuxiao's soul finally got better.
"This magical weapon of yours should belong to me. If it falls into your hands, it will be a waste." Lu Jiuxiao looked at the Tai'a sword in Lu Yu's hand, and a greedy look flashed in his eyes again.
Even at this point, he still didn't give up.
Lu Yu had too many treasures on his body, including the Compass of Life and Death and the Xuantian Sutra. Lu Jiuxiao's heart was full of greed, and she didn't even care about her current situation.
"belongs to you?"
Lu Yu sneered and suddenly pointed his finger on his forehead.
His body and magic power have been exhausted, and even the power of his soul is not much left.
But after all, Lu Yu was a Taoist Lord in his previous life, and his means were far beyond what these people could imagine.
Lu Yu suddenly cut his finger, and a drop of golden blood flew out of his body.